Proverbs 12:27

Hannibal followed Archon with ease. Keeping those pale optics trained on the brindled beast while also keeping his attention on his surroundings. Maneuvering through the wilds while also taking note of all the scents and sights around him. Not long after they began the thick aroma of Deer filled his nose. Instinctually his mouth watered and his hackles raised slightly as he took position close to his companion. As those gruff words were said the albino spotted quite a rare sight. "That one.." Hannibal flicked his nose towards a young ivory Buck grazing in the middle of his brown furred Does. It was almost spine tingling how he happened upon such a rare creature while also being a uniquely pale animal. With a cocked brow the male glanced to Archon.